Staring At The Sun

By admin | August 26, 2004 | Comments Off on Staring At The Sun

I wake up just before we land. I gather my baggage from the overhead bin (yes, they shifted during flight), thank the pilot, and step off into the warm, wet Miami air. I cue up my iPod to U2’s ‘Miami,’ and walk through the terminal like Bono himself. Her eyes all swimming pool blue Dumb…

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Leaving New York

By admin | August 26, 2004 | Comments Off on Leaving New York

I am at Gate D7 at La Guardia Airport. American Airlines Flight 1647 to Miami has begun preliminary boarding. I am steadying myself for takeoff. Standing out front just a second ago looking out at the orange glow of the city on the clouds, I began to do the math. I will board at least…

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